The people who crafted these bee bombs were not highly skilled; these bee bombs were only semi-finished products. Otherwise, given the explosive power of a bee bomb, just one would have been enough to take Charles White's life.

Once the explosion subsided, Charles White's clothes were badly damaged, with many areas scorched and blackened, leaving him in a wretched state. Looking into the distance, Leonard Harper had already fled far away. If not for these bee bombs, Charles White could have easily killed Leonard Harper and then gone after William Harper and Henry Harper. But if he chased Leonard Harper now, those two kids would have disappeared without a trace. After weighing his options, Charles White pursued in the direction where William Harper and Henry Harper had escaped.

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Chapter 9: The Ancestral Dragon Art (Please recommend the new book!)

William Harper and Henry Harper were running through the forest, not knowing when the fierce demon Charles White might catch up.

"Second brother, is Leonard Harper dead?" Henry Harper asked. Before they fled, he had glimpsed Leonard Harper having an arm chopped off, which gave him immense satisfaction.

"I don't know. Never make assumptions before things are confirmed," William Harper replied expressionlessly, darting through the woods like a rabbit.

Hearing William Harper's words, Henry Harper felt much calmer and sprinted desperately behind William Harper, focusing on escaping with his life.

If they faced a fierce demon like Charles White, William Harper and Henry Harper would be like two infants, utterly powerless to resist. Charles White's goal was the so-called Nine Nether Spirit Fox corpse that William Harper had mentioned, so William Harper and Henry Harper's lives weren't in immediate danger, but they would certainly suffer physically. Charles White didn't seem as easy to fool as Leonard Harper.

The cold iron scalpel in William Harper's right hand danced between his fingers. As long as Charles White hadn't obtained the Nine Nether Spirit Fox corpse, no matter what he did, he couldn't kill him outright. He could go all out to attack Charles White! As for whether he could actually take down Charles White, that would depend on luck.

"We'll split up. If you get away, don't return to the Hao clan. Find a hidden place to cultivate in Xilian City, and don't come out until you reach the early stage of Zhongfu!" William Harper said to Henry Harper. If Henry Harper could cultivate to the early stage of Zhongfu, with the dominance of the War God Art, even when facing a mid-stage Zhongfu White, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

"I'm not leaving. Even if I die, I want to die together with you, second brother," Henry Harper said with unwavering determination.

"Idiot, White wants the Nine Nether Spirit Fox corpse. As long as he hasn't gotten it, I won't die. On the contrary, your life is at risk—White might not spare you. If we split up, you'll definitely get away!" William Harper said.

William Harper was simply stating a fact calmly, but to Henry Harper, it sounded like William Harper was sacrificing himself so he could escape, and tears welled up instantly.

"What are you crying for, coward? I'm not going to die. Get lost, you're annoying me," William Harper kicked Henry Harper on the leg.

"If White takes you out of Xilian City, will I never see you again, second brother?" Henry Harper wiped his tears and looked at William Harper.

"White isn't an idiot. Every member of the Hao clan who leaves Xilian City is detected by the higher-ups. He can't take me out of Xilian City; that would only expose his whereabouts. So whether I live or die, I'll be in Xilian City. Now get lost and stop being so sentimental," William Harper scolded irritably. For some reason, Henry Harper's deep feelings for his second brother made William Harper feel a bit unsettled.

Reluctantly, Henry Harper glanced at William Harper, then turned and dashed madly into the distant forest. In his ears, he could still faintly hear William Harper's words: Don't come out until you reach the early stage of Zhongfu. I must save second brother! Henry Harper thought through gritted teeth. When he looked back, he could no longer see William Harper. He paused for a moment, finally made up his mind, and turned to leave.

Seeing Henry Harper leave, William Harper's expression gradually turned cold. Now he was left alone to deal with White.

"It's a black pear tree!" William Harper spotted a black pear tree in the woods. Even before getting close, he could smell a foul stench. This was no magical herb, just an ordinary fruit tree, famous for its pungent odor.

William Harper picked a few fruits from the black pear tree, smashed them on the ground with a stone, and a sharp, stinky smell quickly spread.

After arranging the surroundings, William Harper concealed himself.

In the Dragon Realm, William Harper was an expert in stealth and tracking. His abilities in this area were no less than those of veterans like Leonard Harper and White. When cultivators track someone, they first follow the scent, because a person's scent can linger long after they've passed through a place. Traces of movement can be erased, but scent is hard to remove. Cultivators focus their vital energy on their noses, enhancing their sense of smell, making it extremely sensitive—perfect for tracking.

The foul odor of the black pear fruit could just disrupt the body scent left in the air by William Harper as he passed by. Even a master like White would have a hard time picking out William Harper's scent amid the stench of the black pear tree.

A cold wind blew by. White had tracked them to this area and smelled the pungent stench, frowning. He noticed the smashed black pear fruits on the ground and muttered to himself, "This little brat is really tricky, actually knows to use the black pear tree to mask his scent."

White was tracking William Harper, because he could tell that William Harper was the key figure. As for Henry Harper, he was just a small fry—White had little interest. He just hadn't expected that the scent trail would be lost here.